Around the corner of the street, Harry fled like a frightened bird, looking back, hoping that he could get rid of the terrible beings.

But it's a pity that this is impossible, the three black-robed people in the back are like maggots on tarsal bones, they can't get rid of them at all, but they are getting closer and closer.

This made Harry feel extremely annoyed, he should have studied opening portals seriously when he was studying at Kama Taj, if he could open the door twice as fast, then maybe he wouldn't have encountered such a dilemma when he came out to practice this time.

The witcher, a mysterious existence that is now going viral in the wizarding world, actually let him meet, except for the portal, he can't think of any other way to escape from these terrible guys.

Of course, what he didn't know was that even if he opened the door and learned well, it would be useless, because of his predecessors in the New York Temple, it would be difficult to open a door in New York now.

"Oh no, there's no way." At this time, seeing the blocked alley in front of him, Harry's face completely changed.

At this time, the three black-robed men had already surrounded him, not giving Harry a chance to escape, but just when Harry was in despair, a huge wave of magic power suddenly came.

Under this force, the noise outside the street suddenly disappeared, and the whole world seemed to fall silent all at once.

"It's mirror space!" Feeling the changes around him, Harry, who was already desperate, rekindled hope. The huge magic fluctuations of the mirror space are absolutely difficult to hide, and if you dare to use magic in New York like this, then it can only be the New York Temple.

And what Harry knew, the three black-robed people naturally knew, and they saw the three of them looking at each other, and they seemed to be a little panicked because of the appearance of the mirror space.

Glancing at the panicked black-robed people, Harry immediately crouched down, secretly cast a small spell on his shoes, and then rushed up the wall, running up in defiance of gravity. He knew very well that he could only be rescued if he rushed to the building and reached the most conspicuous place.

After seeing that Harry wanted to escape, the hesitant trio immediately rushed forward again, apparently still not wanting to let Harry go like that. Because according to the experience of being hunted down in the past, even if the temple guardians find out, it will take a little time to get here, and this time is enough to deal with the magic rookie in front of him.

"Help, I'm here, help!" When Harry rushed to the roof, he had already been kicked by a man in a black robe.

"Your soul is mine." The black-robed man sneered and took out a crooked black dagger from his arms.

"Boom~!" At this moment, the strong roar of the engine suddenly came from far and near.

"Got a car?" The black-robed man holding the dagger was a little confused at this time, because of the magic of her own cultivation, her sense of hearing was a little more sensitive than others.

"Did you hear it wrong, this building is at least twenty floors, where is the sound of the car?" The other two companions of the black-robed man said impatiently, because if they didn't hurry up, if they were made dumplings by the Temple Guardians, it would be over.

"You don't hurry up, or you'll let us move······ Bang! Before the two black-robed men could finish their words, behind them, a black skeleton cart burning with flames suddenly rushed out from under the building and ran over the two of them directly.

"I said, did you hit something again just now?" At this time, the passer-by in the car asked, the speed of the car just now was too fast, he just saw the black shadow flashing, and he heard the screams of two people.

"Two people were killed, it's fine, it's just a small problem." Ghost Rider said and calmly stepped out of the car.

"Who are you?" At this time, the black-robed man with a black dagger in his hand said tremblingly.

The other party beat the two of them in a flash, obviously the strength is not on the same level at all, and in addition, the identity of the other party makes this black-robed man a little confused.

It stands to reason that the Guardian of the Temple should have come to capture them, but this Flame Skeleton Man driving a Flame Skull cart doesn't look like a white mage no matter how you look at it.

Of course, no matter who the other party was, it was obviously a bad person, so after hesitating for a moment, the black-robed man wanted to kidnap Harry. But at this moment, a fierce wind sounded, directly cutting through her black robe and slashing across her face.

"If you move again, I'll cut off your hands and feet first." The side of the road who got off the car said, playing with the wind blade in his hand.

"Well, it hurts~!." On the other side, the two black-robed people who were run over by the evil spirit chariot suddenly raised their heads with difficulty, looking lucky and not hanging up immediately, of course, there was still hellfire burning on his body, and it seemed that he was not far from hanging up.

But even in the pain of the burning hellfire, he didn't take his eyes off the Ghost Rider.

"How did you move the car····· Drove up. ”

You must know that there are at least twenty floors here, and they were inexplicably killed by a car, and such a death is really unjust.

Hearing this, the Evil Ghost Rider turned around and glanced at the man on the ground, and then spoke calmly; "When I start the engine, everything but the air is the road."

"Are you witchers? Tell me, how many of you are there and what are you going to do? Say it! At this time, Jarett came over and asked coldly.

"Why are we telling you!" The man who was already seriously injured by the chariot suddenly said with a sneer.

At this time, the hoods of the three black-robed people had already been taken off, and it could be seen from their physical characteristics that the three of them were all black magicians who practiced evil side magic. The two who were run over by the car were men, and their bodies were as thin as the old men who were about to rot wood, and they looked extremely hideous.

The woman with the dagger in hand has plump breasts and fat buttocks, delicate facial features, and beautiful long golden hair, but it can be seen from the scales on her neck and vertical pupils that this is not without a price.

"That's right, we won't say anything unless you promise to let us go." Female Dark Devil ····· Or the Black Witch, echoing in a trembling voice.

"It seems that you still don't understand your situation, and you don't even plan to say it, so let's interrogate it with another person." Lu Fang said, looking at Ghost Rider.

"No problem, my best thing is interrogation." Ghost Rider laughed in a hoarse voice and walked up to the dying man.

"Come on, let me examine your wickedness." Ghost Knight said that he had activated the Eye of Judgment and began to read the evil memories of the dark mage in front of him.

"My judgment is - you are guilty!" Ghost Rider's voice fell, and the black mage in front of him wailed in pain.

"I'm giving you a chance." Lu Fang retracted his gaze and continued to say to the black witch, he is not kind, the black mage is not a good thing, not to mention that his parents died at the hands of the black mage. The reason why the woman was not killed immediately was because Ghost Rider could only read the memories of sins in his soul, and this result was obviously incomplete.

"Don't do this to me, I'm not a witcher, I'm just bewitched by him." Hearing the screams of her companion's souls being burned, the black witch was already frightened.

"What's going on?" Lu Fang asked with a slight frown.

"The Witcher is just a man, he's mysterious, no one knows who he is, we just know that he's strong, has the means to shield the Templars and tell us about it, and he's very interested in the soul of a magician. And as long as you bring him the soul of a magician, he will give us some powerful black magic as a reward, and as for whether this magician's soul is a white magician or a black magician, he doesn't care. ”

"What do witchers want a mage's soul for?" Jarett asked.

"I don't know, we just know that he is very powerful, and through the hunting of black mages, as well as fighting with each other, he has collected a lot of mage's souls." The Black Witch said tremblingly.

"If that's the case, then it's going to be a hassle to catch this witcher." At this time, the road side has already felt the thorniness of the problem.

"No, maybe it's not that troublesome, maybe what he's hiding isn't as good as he thinks." At this moment, the Ghost Rider changed his mind and suddenly turned his gaze in one direction. "I felt a familiar nasty aura." ()